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... Silent Land . 463 The Hemlock - tree . 464 Annie of Tharaw 464 The Statue over the Cathedral Door 465 The Legend of the Crossbill 466 The Sea hath its Pearls 466 Poetic Aphorisms 467 The Blind Girl of Castel - Cuillè A Christmas Carol ...
... Silent Land . 463 The Hemlock - tree . 464 Annie of Tharaw 464 The Statue over the Cathedral Door 465 The Legend of the Crossbill 466 The Sea hath its Pearls 466 Poetic Aphorisms 467 The Blind Girl of Castel - Cuillè A Christmas Carol ...
Σελίδα 7
... silent . In - doors , warm by the wide - mouthed fireplace , idly the farmer Sat in his elbow - chair , and watched how the flames and the smoke - wreaths Struggled together like foes in a burning city . Behind him , Nodding and mocking ...
... silent . In - doors , warm by the wide - mouthed fireplace , idly the farmer Sat in his elbow - chair , and watched how the flames and the smoke - wreaths Struggled together like foes in a burning city . Behind him , Nodding and mocking ...
Σελίδα 11
... silence reigned in the house- hold . Many a farewell word and sweet good - night on the door - step Lingered long in ... Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber , Simple that chamber was , with its ...
... silence reigned in the house- hold . Many a farewell word and sweet good - night on the door - step Lingered long in ... Silent she passed through the hall , and entered the door of her chamber , Simple that chamber was , with its ...
Σελίδα 14
... Silent a moment they stood in speechless wonder , and then rose Louder and ever louder a wail of sorrow and anger ... silence All that clamorous throng ; and thus he spake to his people ; Deep were his tones and solemn ; in accents ...
... Silent a moment they stood in speechless wonder , and then rose Louder and ever louder a wail of sorrow and anger ... silence All that clamorous throng ; and thus he spake to his people ; Deep were his tones and solemn ; in accents ...
Σελίδα 16
... silent within ; and in vain at the door and the windows Stood she , and listened and looked , until , overcome by emotion , " Gabriel ! " cried she aloud with tremulous voice ; but no answer Came from the graves of the dead , nor the ...
... silent within ; and in vain at the door and the windows Stood she , and listened and looked , until , overcome by emotion , " Gabriel ! " cried she aloud with tremulous voice ; but no answer Came from the graves of the dead , nor the ...
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Acadian Alden Angel answered arrows beautiful behold bells beneath birds breath bright clouds cried CUTH Dacotahs dark dead death door dream earth ELSIE Evangeline eyes face father fear feet Filled flowers forest gazed gleam golden grave hand hast hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Hoheneck holy John Alden Kenabeek King Olaf land Laughing Laughing Water light listen little Hiawatha look Lord loud LUCIF maiden meadow Miles Standish Minnesinger Mondamin monk moon morning Mudjekeewis night Nokomis o'er Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Plymouth prayer Prince Priscilla river rose round sail Salern Sandalphon sang seemed shadows shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stand stars stood strong sunshine sweet Tharaw thee thought unto village voice walls wampum wandered wave Wenonah whispered wigwam wild wind words youth
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 144 - The heights by great men reached and kept, Were not attained by sudden flight ; But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
Σελίδα 113 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each, burning deed and thought.
Σελίδα 62 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great : Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Σελίδα 45 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Σελίδα 484 - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
Σελίδα 286 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free ; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips. And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Σελίδα 93 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. " O father ! I hear the church-bells ring, O, say, what may it be?
Σελίδα 92 - IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
Σελίδα 49 - Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
Σελίδα 45 - There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 'Shall I have nought that is fair?' saith he, 'Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again.